Today I killed my father with a shovel and a shotgun Now there's hot news on the wire 'bout a madman on the run From what I hear they're punchin' out a new batch of badges Can hear them sniffing in the dark while I'm flippin' my matches Salt River! Oh yeah! Saw my faces on a barrow, they were lackin' the scars My mama always told me: you ain't makin' it far Well here I am, cockin' my .44 My ma ain't gonna talk that shit no more Well son, it's been ten years down the road And I can tell you: boy, I'm getting old But let me tell you somethin' I've been told Never stop digging for that shinin' gold And if you got no hand, you still don't fold And if you find some girl, you better hold And if you're at the crossroads, keep an eye on your soul And always make your stand till you're dead and cold Salt River! Oh yeah!